Feb 26
update: A woman came into work tonight gushing about her dog out of nowhere. I was just sitting at the bar (standing, really) making her marble mocha macchiato and zebra mocha and she blurts out, “I miss my dog!” Okay? I pretended to be interested and carry conversations. Her dog is in obedience school, 5 month old german shepherd, she works at Wal Mart and has something to do with the CPA. Four kids- all girls. And she misses her dog. Dog. Dog. Dog.
Help? Someone?
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